To whom it may concern, It is to the discredit of the United Kingdom that images of children being sexually abused are so commonly referred to as “child porn” or “child pornography”. Such images are not pornography. While admitting to watching porn is never going to be anyone’s finest hour, there is a huge, […]
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Space. The final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise. Its continuing mission: to explore strange intergalactic council estates; to square up pony calls, and non-crime domestics; to boldly go where early turn have gone before, but didn’t deal with it properly. Scene – interior. Enterprise bridge. Worf: Captain! We’ve just received a […]
If you believe what you read in the newspapers (and if you do, wipe the drool off your chin and put down the Happy Meal), police do not arrest people at their houses early in the morning. Instead, they launch DAWN RAIDS! Here’s a sample of headlines from last month. “Dawn raids in Aberdeen target […]
Downing Street was rocked last night after allegations emerged that a high-level sex scandal had been taking place in the corridors of power for the past three years. The Mail On Sunday newspaper was first to break the news, although many proper newspapers have subsequently reported the allegations, that a senior Conservative Minister has been […]
With the tedious predictability that has become the hallmark of what the UK newspaper industry is pleased to call ‘journalism’, the first article criticising the police response to the shocking events in Woolwich has appeared. Like the first crocus heralding the dawn of spring, any hope of discussing, and thereby making some progress in dealing […]
Releasing a suspect, in the police station where I work, is frequently not so much goodbye as au revoir. Whenever I watch someone leave, I have a little bet with myself as to whether or not I’ll ever have to deal with them again, and I am almost never wrong. There is one defining attribute […]
